“Why did you fight back?”
Zhou Maoxue glared. He had been the one attacking, and the other person had only been defending.
“Heh.”
Wan Yunting rubbed his left wrist and said with a chuckle, “I was afraid that if I made a move, you’d end up in the hospital for ten days to half a month!”
Damn, that was arrogant.
These words angered Ye Zhengyang, who shouted at Zhou Maoxue, “Teacher Zhou, beat him…”
Zhou Maoxue, equally proud, widened his eyes and said indignantly, “Kid, you go ahead and attack. I’ll make sure the hospital reserves a bed for you for a month!”
“Heh.”
These words made Wan Yunting laugh. He walked towards a heavy sandbag hanging nearby and said to Zhou Maoxue with a smile, “Never mind. If I really injure you, then no one will be teaching them Taekwondo.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Wan Yunting arrived in front of the heavy sandbag. With a sudden punch, there was a “bang.”
The other side of the heavy sandbag, as if shot by a gun, exploded open, and the fine sand and wood particles inside leaked out…
For a moment, the entire venue was deathly silent!
Zhou Maoxue, Ye Zhengyang, and the others stared with wide eyes, mouths agape, and expressions of disbelief. They watched as Wan Yunting’s punch blew open the other side of the heavy sandbag, which had a diameter of fifty-three centimeters. Such an exaggerated scene was something they had only seen in kung fu movies.
But now, it was happening right before their eyes, leaving them all petrified.
“How about that? This punch of mine is six years of hard work. Can you block it!”
Wan Yunting retracted his fist and looked back sideways at Zhou Maoxue and Ye Zhengyang, speaking domineeringly.
Gulp…
Zhou Maoxue was shaken inwardly. He couldn’t help but swallow. He looked at Wan Yunting in disbelief, imagining what would happen if this punch landed on his chest – he would be bidding farewell to this world.
Ye Zhengyang felt the same way. His expression changed drastically. They finally understood how terrifying this person’s kung fu was.
Even Kang Nuolan was shocked. Although Wan Yunting had previously shown her how he could break a flower pot using internal energy from a distance, his punch now had completely conquered her. She secretly resolved to learn internal martial arts from him.
“Master!”
Suddenly, a figure ran in and shouted towards Wan Yunting.
“Oh my god, it’s the great Zhu…”
Ye Zhengyang and the other male students recovered from their shock and recognized the person as Zhu Xiangwen, a top-ranked red and black belt holder in the Huadu Taekwondo community.
“Master, I finally found you.” Zhu Xiangwen grabbed Wan Yunting’s arm, his face filled with excitement.
“Master??”
Zhou Maoxue’s eyes widened. Seeing Zhu Xiangwen call Wan Yunting “Master” stunned Ye Zhengyang and the others, and even Kang Nuolan was surprised.
After all, Zhu Xiangwen was a true top figure in the Huadu Taekwondo community and her idol!
However, Zhu Xiangwen was currently beaming with excitement, like a primary school student, holding Wan Yunting’s arm and saying enthusiastically, “Why didn’t you come find me after you got out of prison? I only found out about you recently when I saw your news.”
“Let go, and don’t call me Master.”
Wan Yunting looked at Zhu Xiangwen, a man in his forties, looking at him with excitement as if he were a naked maiden. Wan Yunting apologized with a regretful expression and shook off his hand. “I told you, your talent is mediocre, and you can’t learn internal martial arts. You should stick to practicing your Taekwondo honestly.”
“Don’t say that, Master. No matter how good external martial arts are, they can’t compare to internal martial arts. Just teach me.”
Zhu Xiangwen acted like a primary school student, eagerly seeking knowledge from his teacher. This left Zhou Maoxue and the others around them dumbfounded, completely shocked.
“Dr. Wan, so he really is your friend.”
Steward Hou, who had brought Zhu Xiangwen along, had brought him in because he hadn’t announced Wan Yunting’s name when he arrived.
“Alright, alright. I’ll teach you a few moves later.”
Wan Yunting waved his hand helplessly, impatient with Zhu Xiangwen’s persistent pleading.
“Thank you, Master…”
Seeing that Wan Yunting was willing to teach him, Zhu Xiangwen was overjoyed.
Ever since he had witnessed Wan Yunting’s internal martial arts in prison, Zhu Xiangwen had opened a new door. Therefore, he had pestered Wan Yunting every day, begging him to take him as a disciple.
However, although Zhu Xiangwen was a genius in practicing external martial arts, his comprehension of internal martial arts was very poor, which was why Wan Yunting had been rejecting him.
“Teacher…”
Zhou Maoxue, finally regaining his senses, quickly approached Zhu Xiangwen and respectfully called out.
It turned out that when he was on the provincial Taekwondo team, Zhu Xiangwen had been Zhou Maoxue’s coach.
“Little Zhou, why are you here?”
Zhu Xiangwen only then noticed Zhou Maoxue and asked curiously.
“Teacher, Nuolan and the others are my students, and I’m teaching them training…”
Zhou Maoxue’s expression was extremely awkward. Seeing Zhu Xiangwen standing obediently beside Wan Yunting like a primary school student, he didn’t dare to speak further.
“Oh, he’s your student too?” Wan Yunting chuckled.
But Zhu Xiangwen waved his hand dismissively, “What student? He practiced under me for about ten days when I was coaching the provincial Taekwondo team. He was the one with the worst aptitude among those students.”
These words made Zhou Maoxue’s face flush with embarrassment, but he didn’t dare to retort in front of Zhu Xiangwen.
“So, do you still want to learn my traditional kung fu?” Wan Yunting asked Zhou Maoxue with a smile.
“Learn?”
Zhu Xiangwen turned his head and glared directly at Zhou Maoxue, “Are you trying to die? Daring to inquire about my Master’s traditional kung fu?”
“No, no, no, Teacher Zhu, please don’t misunderstand. I… I didn’t mean to inquire, I just…”
Zhou Maoxue panicked and quickly tried to explain to Zhu Xiangwen, but he was so flustered that he couldn’t even speak clearly.
“Alright, stop talking.”
Seeing how scared Zhou Maoxue was, Wan Yunting waved him away. He was too lazy to pay attention to Ye Zhengyang and the other male students. He said to Kang Nuolan, “Come here, let me test how much your speed and strength have improved.”
Kang Nuolan nodded and went to change into her training uniform.
“Master, I just heard the Kang family’s steward say that you’re taking the eldest daughter of the Kang family as a disciple?”
Zhu Xiangwen trotted alongside Wan Yunting. Steward Hou was making them a pot of tea and placing it in the resting area. Wan Yunting picked up his teacup and took a sip of the fine Longjing tea, then nodded with a smile. “Yes, that girl has good aptitude. She’s a good material for practicing internal martial arts.”
“Oh, how enviable.”
Zhu Xiangwen’s face was filled with envy, and then he smiled, “Then, Master, is she considered my junior sister?”
“Junior sister?”
Wan Yunting turned his head and looked sideways at him, rolling his eyes. “You’re at most a junior brother.”
Zhu Xiangwen chuckled and waved his hand, “It doesn’t matter, as long as you can teach me, Master.”
As the two of them conversed, Zhou Maoxue and Ye Zhengyang, who were following Zhu Xiangwen, exchanged glances, feeling extremely depressed.
At this moment, Kang Nuolan came out after changing into her training uniform. So Wan Yunting went up to test her strength and speed. Although she had only been in the medicinal bath for a week, her strength and speed had indeed improved slightly, and Wan Yunting was very satisfied. He said, “Next, I need to unblock your Ren and Du meridians.”
“Okay.”
Kang Nuolan nodded calmly.
Zhu Xiangwen chatted with Zhou Maoxue and the others for a while. He also learned that Kang Nuolan and her group would be going to South Korea in a few days to participate in a Taekwondo competition. So he said, “Senior Sister, your kicking technique still has some flaws. How about I properly correct your legwork for the next few days?”
Kang Nuolan’s heart stirred. She immediately bowed and thanked him, but her expression was also strange. She never expected her idol to call her senior sister one day…
Zhu Xiangwen chuckled, “Don’t be so polite. After all, we are senior and junior siblings now, right, Master?”
Wan Yunting gave him a sideways glance and ignored the fellow. He turned and walked out.
Kang Nuolan nodded to Zhu Xiangwen and obediently followed him.
This scene made Ye Zhengyang and the others envious.
After all, Zhu Xiangwen was a strong red and black belt holder in Taekwondo. With his guidance, Kang Nuolan would surely achieve a good ranking in the upcoming Taekwondo exchange competition with Seoul University from South Korea…